Church

Austria, June 11th 1797

8:22 AM

Lukas was in his room, staring at himself in the mirror. He was not going to change his clothing right now, or anything like that. He was just trying to endure his sleep, somehow.

Lukas sighed. 'I'm hungry, I guess I'll have breakfast and then go back to bed for a few more minutes,' he thought.

Lukas then turned as he cleared his throat and walked out of his room, still wearing pajama, and headed downstairs.

Lukas lazily walked down the stairs before he turned to the dining room, where, for his surprise, everyone was already there.

The first one to react to Lukas's arrival was Violett. "Lukas! Are you finally coming today?" she asked.

Lukas frowned. "...Huh?" he asked. 'What's she talking about?' the blonde boy wondered.

Violett widened her smile and turned her head to Freida. "He is coming, Mother!" she said excitedly.